How Congress Offers the Worst Job in America
Imagine, in a moment of suspended belief, that your job pays 174 grand a year. And comes with a $1.3 million expense account. And a staff of eighteen Ivy League yes-men whose sole duty is to bray loud and wide about the miracle that is you -- when they're not babysitting your kids or fetching your dry cleaning, that is.
You get free travel to anywhere on the globe. A private dining room and a private gym replete with swimming pool, sauna and steam bath.
Best of all, you're only required to show up for the equivalent of four months per year.
Former congressman Tom Tancredo had this life for a decade. By the time it was over, he'd caught that affliction known to anyone who hates his job: a fear of Monday mornings. "As I drove to work, I'd get a knot in my stomach, and it would just start to grow," Tancredo says.
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8. Think of your day as a Bataan Death March of meetings.
7. You will attend many parties. They will blow.
6. Wasn't I supposed to get 252 days off this year?
5. You will beg treasure from complete strangers.
4. You probably suck at parenting.
3. You're only one slip away from national ridicule.
2. You will be seventeen again -- and not in a good way.
1. The least among you will get the most attention.
The complete article with the explanations accompanying the list are at http://blogs.dallasobserver.com/unfairpark/2014/05/eight_reasons_why_congress_offers_the_worst_job_in_america.php?page=all .